Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need y'all to feel me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft niggas can't hard times, yo,
Believe shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real don't cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a youngin' with that fade,
Bird chest, skinny,
That hoop had me tryna be the next Penny,
Fresh on my feet,
paid for everything I'm wearing,
At the staring at girls, not a care in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit done since "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga chasing things, tryna game,
Now I'm a man about my fam.
Let me explain,
It's like my stay broke, and if not them shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my trapped in the struggle,
Feeling like the on your back so you stumble,
And it feels like a get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs call a nigga back, so it's back to the hustle.
Niggas praying for moms,
At the same time they moms for them.
Ask the Lord to stay with them, guide on they way,
But a nigga been a lost fate.
It on the usual,
The only you catch me up at church is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes sunshine to rain my nigga,
The same ones you love will you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in life times getting hard my nigga,
But that, I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga,
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit and watch the news every now and then,
Either get depressed or mad watching the world just crash,
the weathers bad.
It be the shit, got my brain twisted,
Like, "Damn '06 and niggas still up on that gang shit? "
Yesterday this kid got his frame split,
Only seventeen, he was to graduate.
And like, three weeks some niggas got him for his chain,
But he fought back, they him and left him on the pavement. (uh)
And now they telling me this little girl got raped,
Some dude snatched her and she was at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

What the fuck is up with world?
Got these niggas fucking with girls?
the cops harassing us,
Every week be blasting us, on or so they claim.
Reporters sympathizing they truly know the pain, (right)
They killed her son,
Make her blow her brains out,
Change the channel nigga, I can't this.

Sometimes sunshine turn to my nigga,
The same ones you love bring you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in this life times getting my nigga, (yea)
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

a ride through the city man,
And me what you witness,
Poverty, richness, cops and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,